Am I an object?
Laboratory pet locked inside your mind
A new year breeze that burns off our skin
I guess we're losing the chances to win
Ordinary echo in me
Saying is it for me
Stated

I'm falling from above
I'm falling from above
I need a miracle of love
I'm falling from above
I need a miracle of love

April snowfall that skins my eyes
Melting angels that tried to fly
July feeling still so cold
Waiting for my emotions to unfold
Falling, falling, falling, falling
like a baby through a sky of razor blades
Well is it cruel, telling the truth
Without you I'm falling

I'm falling from above
I need a miracle of love
Falling, falling, falling, falling like her...